We live in an oasis of acceptance, knowledge, and peace here in University town, USA. But I can't ignore what happens outside of Davis and I can't pretend all is fine in the world and in our country, but sometimes I just don't know what to do about it. I do know the words of Sandi Thom resonate with me sometimes. (she is British)
I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
I was born to lead
In a world that doesn't care
Here is the rest:
When the head of state didn't play guitar
Not everybody drove a car
when music really mattered
and when radio was king
when accountants didn't have control
and media couldn't buy your sole
when computers will still scary
and we didn't know everything
Chorus
when pop stars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
God save the queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
when my mom and dad were in their teens
and anarchy was still a dream
and the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail
Chorus
When record shops were still on top
and vinyl was all that they stocked
when the super info highway was still drifting out in space
kids were wearing hand me downs
and playing games meant kick arounds
football players had long hair and dirt across their face
Chorus
Last week the book club finished reading "Field Notes from a Catastrophe". Hopefully one of the revolutions of our time is environmental.
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